Ghouls are grinding their claws frantically, the Death Knight has drawn his smoke sword, gargoyles are swinging their fists and haunting chains around their necks, and the succubi with their delicate heads and bones are laughing like a joke.

Not only the undead, but everyone looked at Li Zhenshu, their eyes were full of pity, and even Chef Crab projected a hint of self-righteousness.

The feelings of outsiders Lao Li are not afraid, what he has to care about is his true self.

"The lowly villain, the great Emerald Lord, will not allow such despicable things to happen. The bone dragon Kui Mel roared, and the huge bone wings spread, and the cold ice aura slashed straight at the scattered blades of the condensed splinters.

Splatter!

The blood-colored clouds turned into shields to block the attack, but everyone took a step back through the brief gap, in order to avoid entanglement with Li Zhenshu.

"Cha, remember, take Mei away!", Miss Doom's magical voice sounded in her ears.

Li Zhen trembled and looked into the distance, it was no longer Miss Doom's business, and it was he who had done it for himself to save Mei from this ridiculous marriage.

He didn't think it before, until the moment he held this girl tightly in his arms, he finally knew what happiness was.

Whether they have feelings or not, that feeling is indescribable.

He loved it and enjoyed the taste of holding the rose in his arms.

"You're insulting the future Undead Sovereign, boy, I'm going to make your head into a treasure chest with gold. Kui Meier laughed maniacally, and layers of ice flew out of his wings, turning into ice blades.

But although the ice blade was fierce, it could not shatter the cloud shield.

Roar!

Rommel seemed to be angry, and a black and white air flow suddenly shot through the gap in the skate blade and landed directly on Lee's body.

Horn Horn!

The cold ice instantly froze Lao Li into ice lumps.

Through the ice, you can even see the stubble in Lao Li's jaw, and the aqua blue eyes seem to be so sudden, and they are all shocked.

In the dragon's breath forged by ice and destruction, it is impossible to wake up without the help of the power of creation, this is already the consensus of everyone.

Some people even took everything as a joke, Sarah Doom sighed and couldn't help but look at Li Zhen on the bone dragon.

"Congratulations to the Jade Lord for cleaning up the rival!", Luo Jie hurriedly bowed to the undead dragon, put his fingers on the ice, and didn't see any magic flashes in his hand, he actually penetrated the ice and landed on Mei's arm, and with a gentle tug, he wanted to pull Mei out of Li Zhenshu's arms.

Everyone was a little stunned, but they didn't expect Luo Jie to have this ability.

Luo Jie was proud, but suddenly the smile on his face froze, and he pulled his hand back from the ice sculpture like an electric shock, and as he left, the ice layer on Li Zhenshu's body melted little by little, and finally turned into some scattered water and flowed into Lao Li's body.

Comfortable!

Lao Li moaned softly, he had never been so comfortable, and even felt that these cold ice were his own, and he could even sense the roaring undead thoughts through the cold ice.

"How is that possible?", Chef Crab was unbelievable, others didn't know, but he knew the dragon breath of the undead bone dragon very well, even if he was frozen in it, there was no chance of rejuvenation, but Li Zhenshu didn't use a little magic power, and he was freed from the ice destruction.

"It's worthy of being the Nine Stewards!", the brass giant smirked, obviously very satisfied with his investment, and unconsciously arranged magic traps and teleportation channels behind him, ready to respond to Li Zhenshu.

"Is that you?", the undead dragon roared at Luo Jie, and the cold air currents had enveloped Luo Jie, as if it was about to freeze him.

"It's not me!", a transparent air flow suddenly popped out in front of Luo Jie, and the air flow gently swept away all kinds of cold and icy qi that came to his face.

"The power of creation?", Chef Crab exclaimed in surprise, everyone was stunned, and they all looked at the floating air flow on Luo Jie's chest, "The power of creation in ancient times?"

Seeing that the crab chef said this, the surprise on everyone's faces was slowly relieved.

The power of creation is the top power of a cultivator, and a power of creation must cover three hundred and sixty kinds of rule powers, but the power of creation itself also has high and low attributes, and each power of creation will have different attributes according to the cultivation of the gods and demons themselves.

The power of the ancient creation, as the name suggests, is the power of the ancient creation gods and demons, it stands to reason that any power will disappear after such a long time, but the wisdom of the ancient gods and demons is extremely high, and some of their power will be preserved through special secret methods, but this secret method is extremely obscure, and the cost is extremely high, and those who can understand this method must be the first-class creation gods and demons of the ancient times.

Everyone began to be surprised, because the power of creation is not only a power, but also synonymous with the creation of gods and demons, and in today's world tree, the only people who can use the power of creation are the creation gods and demons slaves.

It's like Li Zhenshu just became the Nine Stewards and obtained a creation power, but if it was the power of ancient creation, it would be completely different, because the ancient gods and demons had long since disappeared, and what they had obtained was only a simple power, and there was no power behind it.

"Kui Meier, it's not me!", Luo Jie repeated "It may be the power of Dallas!", as he spoke, he turned to look at Li Zhenshu, and looked up and down, "Hmph, despicable villain, you dare to use such evil means as lark water to control the slaves of the creation gods and demons, even if you are the steward of the mercenary alliance, you can't forgive your crimes today." ”

"Skylark water?", Li Zhenshu frowned slightly, not knowing what Luo Jie's conspiracy was.

After perceiving that the Ice Bone Dragon was not a threat to him, Lao Li was relieved, at least these undead would not be a threat to him, I am afraid that Kui Meier himself did not know that he was not a giant at all, and his soul was exactly the same as the one in his body.

The power of ice destruction freezes the soul, although I don't know how I stepped into the realm of ancient gods and demons, but the various undead spirits displayed in front of me are obviously species that should only appear in the ancient underworld.

According to Lao Li's speculation, he should have collected all the sandalwood puppets and successfully stimulated the will of the ancient underworld, so that his ability could improve as quickly as new.

And the resurrection of the Ice Bone Dragon is obviously stained with the light of the resurrection of the underworld.

But after all, it's all speculation, but one thing is for sure, these undead can't help themselves, and with this protection, then he has the strength to protect the rose.

"Why, don't you admit it? After drinking the water of the lark, there will be three black spirals between the hair, and you look at his head, don't you?"

With Luo Jie's accusation, Lao Li felt a daze, as if two forces were about to rush out from the top of his head.

"Is it really the waters of evil?"

"The gods and demons of creation once jointly announced that this evil water is not allowed to exist, and whoever contaminates a drop will die!"

The crowd muttered in a low voice, as if they knew more about this hidden thing.

Lao Li looked at the more and more frequent discussions around him, and couldn't help but look towards Sarah's bad luck, only to see that he directly turned his back on Lao Li's gaze, and then looked at the brass giant, and saw him smile faintly, as if it should have been like this.

"Hmph, whoever uses the water of the lark will be killed!", Luo Jie looked directly at Chef Crab, "Sixth Steward, this criminal is a member of your Mercenary Alliance, do you need me to say anything else?"

Chef Crab didn't know what to say, looked at everyone looking at him, walked out of the crowd and came to Lao Li, "Brother, you are so confused!", patted Lao Li's shoulder, and a drop of chaotic-colored air turned into a bead and fell into the crab pincers, and without saying a word, he turned back directly.

Burst!

A transparent dagger went straight through Lao Li's lower abdomen, and blood was dripping down.

Luo Jie smiled faintly, seemed to be very satisfied with his design, looked sideways at the owner of the short sword, and saw the brass giant looking at him with a smile, "I'm sorry, Lord Steward, if you are still alive, I will serve you, it seems that I can only follow Lord Luo Jie now." ”

Squinting and smiling disgustingly.

Lao Li also smiled, he was not helpless, on the contrary, with a little relief, "I don't blame you." I saw that the black gas quickly coiled around the brass giant's arm along the transparent dagger, and instantly wrapped around the whole body, and the brass-colored skin began to appear ice slag, and the ice slag began to crystallize, and finally turned into a beautiful ice sculpture.

It's exactly the same as Lao Li just now.

"I used to admire you very much!", Lao Li sighed and poked his finger lightly.

Syllable!

Like a broken water bottle, the ice sculpture turned into fine ice crystals, flesh, liver, and large intestine, each of which broke down into countless pieces, each of which was dyed brass.

"Save me, Lord Luo Jie!", every ice crystal was begging for help, and even instinctively wanted to squirm together, and soon one by one the ice crystals were re-superimposed to form the appearance of a brass giant, but at this moment the surface of the ice crystals was full of cracks, "Lord Luo Jie, help me." ”

Burst!

A strong wind pierced out from in front of Luo Jie, and the brass giants that had finally gathered together were broken again.

"Rubbish!", Luo Jie's face was full of gloom, and he seemed to be very angry at the brass giant's incompetence.